Willie Mac was a rebarbative sonovabitch out of Tuscaloosa. He flunked out of AU ten years back on account of too much whiskey and whippets and a nineteen-year-old girl, name of Sandee, who worked the Quick Stop on MLK Jr. Blvd. He'd been floating around Ohio for the better part a year, when he decided to wreak his vengeance on all things Northern, starting with my car interior. His weapon of choice, a double order of frijoles. Last Thursday, off we went to Black Lick to pick up my squeeze, Wanda, and her cousin, Sammi Lyn; me driving and Willie Mac spewing invective from both ends.
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